Monthly Archives: September 2017

Poverty And Misrule – Hasmukh Amathalal

Wolves are same all over You need to think it over Liberty and freedom Go together seldom Under the same name People gang up to come In power and try to rule Rest all people watch them as fool Poor … Continue reading

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Poverty Is Slavery – Abekah Emmanuel

It may be buried memories from my past Though still fresh and striking to my heart How I wish its effects ceases to last But anytime it flashes my mind, it makes me sad. I stopped writing about it few … Continue reading

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Poverty – Rigzin Namgyal

he was born poor.. his whole life.. he lived..plagued by po(v) erty.. his rich neighbor had a dog.. he wished.. he were the rich man’s dog..

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The Lady Poverty – Evelyn Underhill

I met her on the Umbrian hills, Her hair unbound, her feet unshod: As one whom secret glory fills She walked, alone with God. I met her in the city street: Oh, changed was all her aspect then! With heavy … Continue reading

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Poverty – Konjit Berhane

The poor The homeless The mother The father The son The daughter One by one Died of hunger The aunt The uncle The niece The cousin Followed them later Oh! Poverty Killing all the makers of history Will you and … Continue reading

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Poverty – Thomas Traherne

As in the house I sate, Alone and desolate, No creature but the fire and I, The chimney and the stool, I lift mine eye Up to the wall, And in the silent hall, Saw nothing mine But some few … Continue reading

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Baby Doll – Jenna Ellis

My mother gave me a baby doll, And said it was my own to keep, But something is wrong with this doll, Because it ”baahs” like a sheep, I told my mother what it”s doing, And she said not to … Continue reading

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